It's like, I'm in Love

Ch. 4

Desi groaned as she heard the alarm from her smartphone go off. Time still shows at 04:30. With half-closed eyes Desi rose from her sleep. He closed his eyes tightly and then rubbed his face.

Desi was not willing to leave her comfortable mattress. For a week he could not sleep well. With a shunt step he headed for the bathroom to wash his face.

It wasn't until five minutes that Desi was in the kitchen. He read a guidebook from Mrs Rara and then decided to make a list of the work to be done during this one day.

After tidying up the living room and kitchen, Desi began struggling in the kitchen. He made fried rice as a breakfast menu. Not knowing how much the Young Master ate, Desi ended up cooking for three portions.

While preparing the ingredients, Desi's sense of smell inhales the sweet aroma between vanilla and caramel. The soft aroma made Desi stop its activity. She enjoys the soothing aroma that has long been her favorite.

Perfume or Body Care must contain Tonka Bean. Desi murmured inwardly while closing her eyes.

The perfume?

Hhhhhggg, Desi gasp. He opened his eyes quickly when his consciousness had returned. Desi had forgotten the fact that the owner of the sweet and intoxicating fragrance was Young Master. And that means the young man is in the kitchen area.

Desi who was still in front of the refrigerator suddenly felt stiff. He was so scared that he had trouble moving his body. Desi was afraid of being caught enjoying the scent of his Young Master's body.

The refrigerator is located in a niche not visible from the entrance of the kitchen because the room is L-shaped leter. So, people who will enter the kitchen, can not immediately know the whereabouts of people in front of the refrigerator.

Apparently the Young Master did not immediately enter the kitchen. Desi forgot that near the entrance lies a water dispenser. When the sound of running water sounded, then Desi remembered.

Desi breathes a sigh of relief. He immediately closed the refrigerator door and put all the ingredients on the kitchen island.

So, this place that yesterday made Desi feel a little depressed. The reason, across from the kitchen island, precisely in the corner of the kitchen, is placed a small dining table for four people. And according to Mrs Rara, it became one of Alfian's favorite places to enjoy coffee in the afternoon.

Desi tried hard to concentrate on what he was working on. The sound of the water kettle surprised him a little. He immediately brewed the powdered palm sugar and brought it to the living room.

As Madam Rara said, there Alfian was sitting relaxing while watching the news on television.

"Good morning Young Master, this is warm palm sugar water."

Desi placed the drink on a round-shaped coffee table next to Alfian's leisurely sofa.

Without waiting for a response from the Young Master, Desi immediately returned to the kitchen to continue her work.

I think Young Master is fasting to talk yes.

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Basically, Alfian was not a picky person about eating. However he would be a little hesitant if it was cooked by a new waiter after the unpleasant incident he experienced.

Alfian looked at the fried rice that was in front of him. Then turned his gaze to the kitchen door, where Desi had been.

Alfian frowning. Where the hell's he going?

Alfian looked back at the bowl of fried rice and the plate was empty. After weighing, he took a spoonful of fried rice and placed it on a plate.

This time Mother must not choose the wrong person.

Alfian scooped up a little rice and started eating. As the taste of the food began to fill his entire oral cavity, Alfian stopped chewing for a moment and turned his head back towards the door. Finally he again added a few spoonfuls of fried rice to his plate. Do not forget the fresh cucumber pieces that are in another plate.

Without Alfian noticing, Desi peeked out from the door. He wanted to know if Alfian ate his fried rice or not. And after seeing the Young Master eating, he smiled in relief.

Desi turned around to continue with another job. But the sound of the doorbell ringing made him surprised and turned back.

Who's been visiting so early?

Desi looked over from the monitor before opening the door. It looked like a handsome young man dressed neatly was standing patiently. But as the door had not been opened yet, the young man advanced slightly towards the camera.

"Fians." Apparently he pressed a button so that his voice could be heard inside the apartment.

Desi was convinced that the person was his Young Master's partner, so he immediately opened the door.

The smile on the young man's face faded and changed with a very noticeable frown on his forehead.

"You…. Who?" Asked the young man to Desi with a pointed index finger.

"Good morning, I'm the new maid." Answer Desi then bowed. "Please come in, Young Master is having breakfast."

Hearing the word breakfast, the young man's face brightened again. He immediately entered through Desi. But as soon as he stood in the kitchen doorway, he turned back.

"O yes, my name is Rama. Alfian's cousin and confidant in the office. So next time don't be long if you open the door."

Desi gasped, he immediately lowered his head. "Sorry Sir."

"The new waiter, pretty too. Where's Mas?" Rama asked while moving the fried rice to his plate.

Alfian stopped his meal and stared dislikefully at Rama.

"Mother." Answer Alfian briefly.

Rama nods his head while roaring. He understood, it turned out that Bude Rara was again looking for a special new maid in Alfian's apartment. But this waiter feels different.

Rama raises his shoulders and chooses to start enjoying his meal instead of thinking about Desi.

"So much." Rama said with a full mouth. And it was greeted with a sharp glance of Alfian.

"Ups sorry. Have a good meal." Rama said again after swallowing his food.

After eating, Rama did not leave the table. He let Alfian out on his own to pack his briefcase. That's when Desi came back to clean the table.

"This fried rice is Lo cooking?" Rama asked Desi.

"Yes, sir." Desi thumped, thinking they didn't like what he was cooking.

"Nob." Rama's words are short.

Desi raised her head looking at Rama for a moment. "Sorry Mister?"

"I said your fried rice is good. The rest will be lunch for me." Pinta Rama's.

Desi stared at the glass container for a moment. It seems a little less filling because it stayed a little. But Desi also did not dare to refuse Rama's request.

"Good Sir. I'll prepare."

Rama smiled happily and immediately stood up. "Thank you." He spoke again and then followed Alfian.

Desi darted towards the refrigerator and picked up some sausages as well as eggs and fried them. He deliberately took the initiative to add side dishes to make it more filling.

After completion, Desi arranged the fried rice and side dishes in a special container. Not to forget he added two sheets of lettuce, pieces of cucumber and also some cherry tomatoes.

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After the departure of Alfian and Rama, Desi cleaned the ornaments in the living room that blend with the television viewing place.

There were no family photos or photos of the Young Master at all. Desi murmured as she circulated a glance around the room.

Maybe in the office or in the office. Thought again.

But according to orders, the two rooms are places that Desi should not enter. Unless there is an order or there is Alfian and Adhyaksa family members inside.

After work, Desi went into her room to clean up. But just about to enter the bathroom, his ringtone sounded. Desi turned her head for a moment towards the bed. He decided to take a shower instead of seeing who was calling.

After changing clothes, Desi sat on the edge of the bed and checked her phone. He was surprised to see the name on the call log unanswered.

"Geez! Mary." - Mary." He said while hitting his forehead

Desi called back her best friend's number which left five missed calls during Desi's shower.

There was a continuous tone, Desi tapped her own chin while waiting. Shortly thereafter Desi's phone was picked up.

"God…."

"Hello, Desi. Forgive eee, ko have a heart. Time ko tra love the news at all (Halo Desi. Well, you have the heart. You didn't tell me at all)."

Unable to finish his speech, Desi had to shut up because the receiver of the phone cut his words.

And at this time, the voice of the girl across the connection was heard uttered using a high do tone.

"Mary, sorry." Desi held back a laugh, she could already imagine how Maria's expression was when she spoke at this moment.

Desi laid her body down, as this would definitely last a very long time. While in the village, Desi forgot to contact Maria. Therefore Desi prepared an ear to hear the ravings of his friend.

Fortunately, they lived together for almost four years. Desi understood the words of Mary spoken in the eastern dialect. Although there were times when Desi had to ask Maria to lower her speech speed so that she understood.

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